In a beautiful room of the Hilton Hotel in Los Angeles, International Women's Tennis Champion Serena Williams lay on top of Hollywood actress Lisa-Ray McCoy. Looking into her beloved's eyes, Serena grinned. It wasn't that long ago that they met for the second time. The Down Low Sisterhood of Hollywood, which Serena Williams secretly rules, had recently recru...
The game itself was a bit of a chore. Okay I'm not very good at sports. There I have said it. I tried my best but in all honesty the ball kept going into the gutter thing for the most part, though I did shoot an eight on one go. Amazing eh! The young men next to us seemed be keeping an eye on us all the time and this only accentuated the feeling of com...
As Katie had left the store Mr. Ali had called Mr. Oldham to let him know what to expect and to let him know that Katie was high on the various stimulants and that he had managed to add the few pieces of jewellery sooner than he expected. The reason he mentioned the jewellery was that Mr. Oldham had arranged for a special seat and desk for Katie. Luckily the...
Maggie lay on her stomach, each breath sounding like a rushing wind in the silence of her bedroom. Would it happen again tonight? Had she concocted last nights adventure from a glass of wine, a wish, and a videotape? For some reason she had pulled on the mall-store copy of a Victorian dressing gown a former lover had presented her for Valentine's day. It wa...
Harry's notes: This was originally written with verse included in the text and as so was only acceptable as a poem. I've stripped the end of lines out the poetic stanzas to make it possible to submit in story boards. W.L.I.T. Radio for the Masses, Fairyland Theatre Static, crackles, then the sound of an analog tuner searching for a station. Those of you fo...
Reading the comments to chapter one gave me a new understanding of why so many Literotica stories are preceded by a brusque response to anonymous commenters. To those who wished I would get cancer, been there, done that. To the sophisticated souls who wished me dead, I will die, but it will have nothing to do with your desires. To the numerous people who hav...
The moment I saw her that autumn afternoon, I knew that I just had to have her. Sitting quietly in the shadows of the empty library, lit only by the lambent warmth of the reading lamp over the desk, her demure beauty ignited a fire in my soul that had been dormant for many centuries, and I knew that I must take her life force and make it my own. ooOoo I wa...
(Warning! Most Bridget stories contain sex and fun and adventure mixed together. This story has none of those things. It is dark and contains extreme graphic violence. Bridget apologized to me but this is a reminder that nightmare things bubble deep inside of all of us and no one, human or vampire, is immune to them. Civilization is sometimes a very thin clo...
1. It had been a tiring day. But when I opened the door to our apartment and saw Marianne, lying on the floor reading, much of my frustration was wiped away. She was the most amazing creature I had ever known. We had been together for a year now. I loved her more than ever. We were both 23 and since three months we had been sharing an apartment in a studen...
Katie rang the doorbell at the store front door. She had a rung half a dozen or so times before the old man was woken from his sleep and came to see who it could be at such an early hour. He had expected Katie would be coming by but he hadn't expected it to be so early, nor did he imagine she would be stood outside the store completely naked. In hurrying to...